Not Interested
Chapter Twelve - Consert
Jordan’s POV
I extended a hand. He took it. “Deal.”
It’s Thursday. The big day. Today is the day of the concert. I glanced at my alarm clock. It was only 5:00 am. There is no way I can go back to sleep. Once I’m up, I’m up.
I got out of bed and quickly fed Tiger. I slowly open my door and tiptoed into the hallway, contemplating if I should wake the others. I think I‘ll be nice and let them sleep in, for now.
Once I was down stairs I saw Dot watching TV. I forgot she had slept over.
“You couldn’t sleep either?” I asked quietly. She snapped around to see who was talking. Her facial expression softened when she saw that it was just me.
“I tryed, and I failed.” She hung her head in fake disappointment.
“Oh it's okay sweetie, you tried.” I used my high-pitched, motherly voice. Me and her both burst into a fit of laughter.
“What are you watching?”
“I don't know, just flicking through.”
She continued to flick, when I caught a glimpse of something amazing.
“GO BACK! GO BACK! GO BACK!” I whisper screamed. Dot started going backwards through the channels. When she saw it, she knew to stop.
We were halfway through the Disney Channel: Toy Story 1-3 movie marathon when Liam came running down the stairs and screaming at the top of his lungs,
“YOU ARE WATCHING TOY STORY WITHOUT ME!!!!”
He ran into the living room and jumped on to the couch. Right on top of me and Dot.
“Jesus, Liam, It's just a movie.” Both me and Liam stared at Dot like she was crazy.
“Just a movie?” I paused the movie and addressed Dot, “Toy Story is not just a movie. This movie is a cinematic masterpiece. This movie was one of the best things in my childhood. This movie-”
“Okay I get it. The movie is great. Can we please go back to watching it?” I gave her a small smile and chuckle and unpaused the movie.
Around 8:00 am, most of the other boys were down stairs. Everyone was in the living room watching Toy Story 3, Zayn was still asleep. Then it hit me, the boys didn't know the concert was today.
“I hope you guys know that we leave for the concert at nine, so you might want to wake up Zayn.”
All the boys looked at me with the look. You know the look. It's the ‘are you fucking kidding me right now’ look. You know the look.
“This might have been useful information to tell us uh, I don't know, yesterday, or, the day before. Somewhere around then.” I think you can guess who had the sass, classic Louis.
“Well, I’m telling you now. So… deal with it.” Two can play that game.
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Liam’s POV
Okay so.... How am I going to do this? The boys had put me in charge of getting the tickets. When I bought them I also got all of us backstage passes. We are standing outside of the venue and I have the task of giving the passes to Jordan and Dot. Wish me luck.
“Hey uh… Jordan, Dot can I talk to you for a minute?”
“Sure whats up?”
“Well..” Why am I so nervous? Help, “Wegotyoubackstagepasseswhenweboughtourtickes.” I don’t think I have ever talked so fast.
“Holy shit, really? Your not pulling our legs?” Dot understood me?
“Not at all… here you go.” I stuck the passes out in front of me. Jordan immediately took them and, getting the idea, though hers around her neck.
“Well I have to go give the boys their passes. See you inside.” As I walked back over to the guys, I could hear Dot and Jordan freaking out.
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Ashton's POV
Me and the guys were backstage. Earlier today the 1D boys said they were coming and were wondering if we had any backstage passes to spare. We say it would be a pleasure, but the weird thing is that they need seven passes. They said they were in a rush so they didn't tell us who they were bringing.
“Boys you’re on.”
We waited a couple of seconds for the lights to go out, then we walked out and started to play. The crowd went wild as the lights started to come on and Calum and Luke started to sing,
“And I wish that I was eighteen to do all the things you read in a magazine.
I’m, I’m not saying I wanna be Charlie Sheen.
“She’s just a little bit older but I want to get to know her. She said it’s already over.
“So tell me what else can I do? I bought my fake ID for you. She told me to meet her there. I can’t afford the bus fare. I’m not old enough for her. I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen…
“I’m so sick of waiting ‘til I’m eighteen.”
As the song ended I saw her. Someone I thought that I would only see via YouTube. Jordan Royal.Once Michael had finished talking, I Grabbed the microphone and said,
“All the ladies in the house,” The crowd erupted but the boys gave me a confused look, I wasn’t supposed to talk until the third song, “raise your hand if you’re single.”
She raised her hand and I couldn’t control myself. I got up and walked to the front of the stage. I pointed at her and said,
“Put your hand down. You’re mine.”
She was confused and pointed to herself. As I nodded, the camera crew put her on the jumbotron.
I asked again for singles to put their hands in the air. She not only stood me up and raised her hand, but she was jumping up and down.
“Alright, hands down. I have a feeling you will like this next song. It's called Voodoo Doll.” I walked back to my drumset and saw her stick her tongue out at me. If we weren’t performing, I would have slammed my lips on her right then and there. But I couldn’t. I don't I ever will be able too.
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Jordan's POV
AggagahghabjhsgkHvgjkdyg. Yes, that just happened in my head. Yes, I know I spend too much time online. No, I'm not addicted to Tumblr. No, I’m not totally insane. Yes, I was lying about the Tumblr thing.
Okay so we just found our seats. THEY ARE IN THE MOTHER FUCKING FRONT ROW!
So now, not only do we have fucking back stage passes BUT we are the FRONT FUCKING ROW. aghhhhhjgedkufhsdll! I’m freaking out.
Holy shit the light just went out. OH my fucking god. THERE ON STAGE!!!!! EEEKKKK!!!! I glance at Dot she is freaking out slightly less than my but still freaking out none the less. Without warning they started playing 18. I started to jam out and sing along. I'm pretty sure Ashton noticed me, I don't care. I'm having too much fun to care what he thinks of me right now. WAIT! I think ASHTON IS LOOKING AT ME!! LIKE ALMOST FULL ON STARING! Jhdfjhsgsfljvfgolui.
The song ends and Michael speaks.
“What’s up America?” Everyone screamed in response.
Okay next Ashton began speaking and all the other boys just looked at with a ‘wtf’ face.
“All the ladies in the house,” There was a massive scream from the crowd.
“Raise your hand if your single!” My and Dot both raised our hands.
Then Ashton got up from his drum set, walked over to the front of the stage, pointed at me and said,
“Put your hand down, you’re mine.”
I pointed at myself, confused. He nodded his head. At this point I was on the jumbotron. He said for singles to put theirs hands back in the air. What was I supposed to do. I stood him up, duh. I mean I don't care how famous you are you can’t just claim a girl.
I raised my hand as far as I could in the air. I started jumping up and down and waving my hand like a 4th grader who knew the answer to a question. Ashton told the crowd to put their hands down and announced the next song. I think he might have snapped when I stuck my tongue at him.
I extended a hand. He took it. “Deal.”
It’s Thursday. The big day. Today is the day of the concert. I glanced at my alarm clock. It was only 5:00 am. There is no way I can go back to sleep. Once I’m up, I’m up.
I got out of bed and quickly fed Tiger. I slowly open my door and tiptoed into the hallway, contemplating if I should wake the others. I think I‘ll be nice and let them sleep in, for now.
Once I was down stairs I saw Dot watching TV. I forgot she had slept over.
“You couldn’t sleep either?” I asked quietly. She snapped around to see who was talking. Her facial expression softened when she saw that it was just me.
“I tryed, and I failed.” She hung her head in fake disappointment.
“Oh it's okay sweetie, you tried.” I used my high-pitched, motherly voice. Me and her both burst into a fit of laughter.
“What are you watching?”
“I don't know, just flicking through.”
She continued to flick, when I caught a glimpse of something amazing.
“GO BACK! GO BACK! GO BACK!” I whisper screamed. Dot started going backwards through the channels. When she saw it, she knew to stop.
We were halfway through the Disney Channel: Toy Story 1-3 movie marathon when Liam came running down the stairs and screaming at the top of his lungs,
“YOU ARE WATCHING TOY STORY WITHOUT ME!!!!”
He ran into the living room and jumped on to the couch. Right on top of me and Dot.
“Jesus, Liam, It's just a movie.” Both me and Liam stared at Dot like she was crazy.
“Just a movie?” I paused the movie and addressed Dot, “Toy Story is not just a movie. This movie is a cinematic masterpiece. This movie was one of the best things in my childhood. This movie-”
“Okay I get it. The movie is great. Can we please go back to watching it?” I gave her a small smile and chuckle and unpaused the movie.
Around 8:00 am, most of the other boys were down stairs. Everyone was in the living room watching Toy Story 3, Zayn was still asleep. Then it hit me, the boys didn't know the concert was today.
“I hope you guys know that we leave for the concert at nine, so you might want to wake up Zayn.”
All the boys looked at me with the look. You know the look. It's the ‘are you fucking kidding me right now’ look. You know the look.
“This might have been useful information to tell us uh, I don't know, yesterday, or, the day before. Somewhere around then.” I think you can guess who had the sass, classic Louis.
“Well, I’m telling you now. So… deal with it.” Two can play that game.
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Liam’s POV
Okay so.... How am I going to do this? The boys had put me in charge of getting the tickets. When I bought them I also got all of us backstage passes. We are standing outside of the venue and I have the task of giving the passes to Jordan and Dot. Wish me luck.
“Hey uh… Jordan, Dot can I talk to you for a minute?”
“Sure whats up?”
“Well..” Why am I so nervous? Help, “Wegotyoubackstagepasseswhenweboughtourtickes.” I don’t think I have ever talked so fast.
“Holy shit, really? Your not pulling our legs?” Dot understood me?
“Not at all… here you go.” I stuck the passes out in front of me. Jordan immediately took them and, getting the idea, though hers around her neck.
“Well I have to go give the boys their passes. See you inside.” As I walked back over to the guys, I could hear Dot and Jordan freaking out.
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Ashton's POV
Me and the guys were backstage. Earlier today the 1D boys said they were coming and were wondering if we had any backstage passes to spare. We say it would be a pleasure, but the weird thing is that they need seven passes. They said they were in a rush so they didn't tell us who they were bringing.
“Boys you’re on.”
We waited a couple of seconds for the lights to go out, then we walked out and started to play. The crowd went wild as the lights started to come on and Calum and Luke started to sing,
“And I wish that I was eighteen to do all the things you read in a magazine.
I’m, I’m not saying I wanna be Charlie Sheen.
“She’s just a little bit older but I want to get to know her. She said it’s already over.
“So tell me what else can I do? I bought my fake ID for you. She told me to meet her there. I can’t afford the bus fare. I’m not old enough for her. I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen…
“I’m so sick of waiting ‘til I’m eighteen.”
As the song ended I saw her. Someone I thought that I would only see via YouTube. Jordan Royal.Once Michael had finished talking, I Grabbed the microphone and said,
“All the ladies in the house,” The crowd erupted but the boys gave me a confused look, I wasn’t supposed to talk until the third song, “raise your hand if you’re single.”
She raised her hand and I couldn’t control myself. I got up and walked to the front of the stage. I pointed at her and said,
“Put your hand down. You’re mine.”
She was confused and pointed to herself. As I nodded, the camera crew put her on the jumbotron.
I asked again for singles to put their hands in the air. She not only stood me up and raised her hand, but she was jumping up and down.
“Alright, hands down. I have a feeling you will like this next song. It's called Voodoo Doll.” I walked back to my drumset and saw her stick her tongue out at me. If we weren’t performing, I would have slammed my lips on her right then and there. But I couldn’t. I don't I ever will be able too.
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Jordan's POV
AggagahghabjhsgkHvgjkdyg. Yes, that just happened in my head. Yes, I know I spend too much time online. No, I'm not addicted to Tumblr. No, I’m not totally insane. Yes, I was lying about the Tumblr thing.
Okay so we just found our seats. THEY ARE IN THE MOTHER FUCKING FRONT ROW!
So now, not only do we have fucking back stage passes BUT we are the FRONT FUCKING ROW. aghhhhhjgedkufhsdll! I’m freaking out.
Holy shit the light just went out. OH my fucking god. THERE ON STAGE!!!!! EEEKKKK!!!! I glance at Dot she is freaking out slightly less than my but still freaking out none the less. Without warning they started playing 18. I started to jam out and sing along. I'm pretty sure Ashton noticed me, I don't care. I'm having too much fun to care what he thinks of me right now. WAIT! I think ASHTON IS LOOKING AT ME!! LIKE ALMOST FULL ON STARING! Jhdfjhsgsfljvfgolui.
The song ends and Michael speaks.
“What’s up America?” Everyone screamed in response.
Okay next Ashton began speaking and all the other boys just looked at with a ‘wtf’ face.
“All the ladies in the house,” There was a massive scream from the crowd.
“Raise your hand if your single!” My and Dot both raised our hands.
Then Ashton got up from his drum set, walked over to the front of the stage, pointed at me and said,
“Put your hand down, you’re mine.”
I pointed at myself, confused. He nodded his head. At this point I was on the jumbotron. He said for singles to put theirs hands back in the air. What was I supposed to do. I stood him up, duh. I mean I don't care how famous you are you can’t just claim a girl.
I raised my hand as far as I could in the air. I started jumping up and down and waving my hand like a 4th grader who knew the answer to a question. Ashton told the crowd to put their hands down and announced the next song. I think he might have snapped when I stuck my tongue at him.
Notes
Hello people
Here you go. just saying drama is going to happen. okay? okay
well...
BYE :-D
The bunny is dinner
11/24/16